How to Get My Husband on My Side

Chapter 110

 

“Hwuuu…”

 

The distant sound of someone sobbing echoed familiarly.

 

Was a banshee crying again?

 

The voices that sounded were quite a bit different from one, though.

 

“Hwuuuuu…”

 

“You can stop.”

 

Oh, was it just a dream?

 

A dark room slowly became clearer. I’d seen this room before.

 

As the darkness surrounding me gradually ebbed away, I saw a woman crying, standing in front of a balcony and rubbing the heel of her palm against her chest. A man was moving closer to her.

 

I couldn’t see their faces, but a strange sense of familiarity washed over me. The thought of having met this couple somewhere else passed me by.

 

Oh, that’s right. I had had a dream like this once before.

 

Yes, in another place, at another time, that woman had been smiling wickedly, and that man…

 

“Isn’t it time you stopped with the bad acting?”

 

The woman quit her wailing. “What if I don’t want to?”

 

“Ah, you’re really driving me crazy.”

 

“As expected, it doesn’t work on you,” I couldn’t see it, but I could feel the woman sneering. “You’re so annoying, you know that, right?”

 

The sadness ailing her vanished in an instant, something menacing gracing her features instead. I still couldn’t see what she looked like, but I felt the aggression dripping from her echoing and settling in my bones.

 

The man looming over her seemed to be very angry. “You turned the court banquet into a damn circus show. Have you no shame?”

 

“That girl was asking for it. What did you want me to do?”

 

“Did you fight with her just cause she asked you a question? Why don’t you pick a fight with the entire world then?”

 

“You weren’t even there, so what do you know? Right, it must’ve been your little sister that told you. Of course, she must have chosen her side again. She always does.”

 

The woman gave a bitter laugh, the air turning sullen.

 

“Watch your mouth.”

 

“Oh, don’t deny it, you know it’s true. And what if I don’t watch my mouth? Will you hit me? Don’t even joke around, because we both know you won’t.”

 

I was starting to worry a little for the woman.

 

She was deliberately targeting her opponent’s weak spots, his rage already reaching its breaking point. The harsh breaths he took was the only sound that could be heard in this dark and empty room.

 

“You’re such a bad f**king girl.”

 

“And you’re so handsome,” she swooned, ridicule but also honesty honeying her sweet voice.

 

“Consider it an honor then, if you’re willing to admit it.”

 

“Hah! An honor? You?”

 

“Anything you’re dissatisfied with? Tell me, since I’m your so-called husband.”

 

“I’m dissatisfied with your existence itself.”

 

dissatisfied with your existence, you wicked

 

The mood was strange.

 

they couldn’t take their eyes off one

 

minute now, storming out of the door if not taking swings at each other before that.

 

chest to chest

 

you’re at least

 

mean anything. There are a hell of a lot

 

doing here, then? Hurry up and

 

“You’re a damn j*rk.”

 

right?” The man came closer, as if there was still space left between

 

don’t participate

 

“Hell no!”

 

“Then I won’t either!”

 

her nails into the back of

 

her size, but he

 

help but wonder where I was, who these people were, and why I

 

kissing filled the dark chamber. The only source of light came from the moon raining down

 

hopeless and wretched

 

eyes turned to

 

seen me. I was only a ghost in this dream, after all. Someone from the outside looking in. I

 

somehow, that woman smiled at me—a

 

chest broke and smashed into pieces. The face

 

The woman was me.

 

that’s you… That’s

 

Then, that man is…

 

check, to see, to make sense of it, but it was as if someone had turned me

 

room plunged into darkness. The man and the woman

 

***

 

right into my eyes had me twitching,

 

I tried to lift my hand, but it dropped down to the bed I was

 

am I? Who got me

 

through the broken fragments of my memories as I slowly woke up, I turned my eyes to my right, the feeling

 

I wanted to cry.

 

and lying next to me, looking like he hadn’t just gone through hell and back, but there were

 

at him, taking him in, my eyes leaving no

 

He looked miserable, though.

 

hand and run my fingers through his bangs, the movement taking everything out of me,

 

almost a whisper in the soft breeze. “Why didn’t you

 

really thinking of anything. It felt like it didn’t really matter, none

 

had done in this life, all of it flashed before my eyes,

 

stranger in my own body thinking about

 

with was low and hoarse as well, a whisper I breathed out. “Because I thought you’d

 

“What…?”

 

time. I’ve never really been me. All I was,

 

something that had revealed itself to

 

had been with me once they realized I wasn’t what they had wanted me to be. When my brother had had enough of my sniveling and groveling and breaking down, when

 

been like

 

“Always.”

 

his lips curled into a mean snarl. I knew it wasn’t me he

 

in a situation where I’m hated

 

eye with my numb finger, gently at first until I pressed hard on

 

kept on gazing

 

he could embrace me fully, enveloping

 

own arm around his wide torso and burying my head in the juncture where his shoulder and neck met, breathing in his masculine

 

understand why my

 

but I didn’t remember it at

 

Because it’s not

 

suffering-from-main-character-disease arrogant man,

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